Harry Potter Invisible Horses Novels & Stories

Firmly gripping the reins, the mysterious rider continued to control the horse and rode the cart outside the Moon Shine Pack. Crossing the border of the MoonShine Pack, this royal cart made of ivory drawn by the giant, furry white horse entered into the Forbidden Territory of Moon Forest. The reins of the horses drawing the cart were in the hands of the rider that had an enormous, towering figure. Due to the darkness enveloping the forest, the cart driver wasn't visible. All that could be seen was some dark towering figure riding the cart.

Trisha said. “What do you mean?” Wilkes asked. “If the school had given them the order to stalk us, they're going to do just that.” “But we can occasionally lose them,” Harold put in. “Occasionally.” “Yes. We can always decide to split up. There's two of them and three of us,” Trisha said. She paused for a second then continued, “plus I learnt a potion that can be made. It takes a week to make and causes whoever drinks it to go invisible for thirty seconds. If things get to that, we'll have to use it.”

The sense that he’d bemissing out was stronger than ever. Wonderful winged horses were flying through Erin’s mind as she quickly negotiated her way to the ladies’ room—five of them: white, grey, chestnut, dark brown and black, with beautifully coloured wings, like butterflies. The Mythical horses of…of…Mirrima. That sounded right. They were going to make a marvellous, magical story.

Daffodil looked absolutely furious. Alexander was standing by the horses, feeding one a piece of grass. Only when I looked closer, did I realize that those were not real horses. They were shaped like horses, but they had leathery skin instead of fur. The hair that was supposed to be their manes was instead sharp, small horns. It looked like a shifter. "Is Kaiser coming?" I broke the silence, looking away from the weird horses. "No, I asked him to stay and help my mother." Alexander said. He turned and walked to the door, stepping inside the carriage. I followed and Silas got in behind me, Sei and Daffodil coming in last.

Aiden guesses, not that it needs much guesswork. “A ghost,” I nod. “His horse is a stallion. Blackmarsh has mares. There have been foals that we don’t have another explanation for. They’re not ghosts, they’re perfectly normal horses as far as anyone can tell. They’re very, very good horses. Promises Kept is one of them, Keppy for short. He’s one of Katie’s competition horses.” “Ghosts can do that?” He sounds dubious. I’d never have guessed it was possible either, if I hadn’t seen the evidence. “What about Bellmouth, does he have puppies?”

The order could be swimming horse, fire spitting horse, swirling horse, and steaming horse. Using Fortioris magic, the boy arranged the cubes like that, but nothing happened. “Something's wrong.” “The swimming horse can be the first.” “That's how I placed it,” Alexander said, angrily. “Yes, I know, but the steaming horse should be next to it.” The girl also used her wand to arrange the pieces. Again, nothing happened. And probably if it wasn't the pressure of time, Alexander would tell her "see... you weren’t right" and would embarrass her as usual. But this time it was important to find the solution.

Later during midnight, a woman in blue gown and red hood walked around the vicinity of the castle heading towards the horses stable. After she arrived, Luna Isabella opened her hood and approached the horses calmly. She went for the horse of Alpha Ethan firstly and she touched it. Luna Isabella took out a potion from her pouch and a needle. Before anything else she maintained eye contact with the innocent animal and it got charmed. Luna Isabella knew magic because she was secretly a witch. It was a secret she had hidden from the silver Claws pack for years. She charmed the horse by using magic so it wouldn't make any noise when she pricks it with the needle. Isabella did the same to the othe

"Ti tréchei?" A girl maturing sixteen appeared from nowhere. Her pale figure glowed greatly exactly like the horse. Her pixie–cut, grey hair gleamed with smoke escaping from it. Her eyes were light yellow and half-opened— looking down at the horse. Behind her, were a pair of huge black wings. Each side had red, shining marks changing their forms in a minute Amethyst dug into their beauty. Tiny horns were hiding magnificently under her hair. To Amethyst's surprise, the horse stopped struggling and stood up without hesitation.

I inhale again, comforted by the faint smell of lavender coming in from the hall. “We are honored to have Grand Master Albert and Grand Mage Ruth joining us tonight,” Tabatha says, smile on her face. She admires Ruth especially, whose claim to witch-fame is perfecting an invisibility spell. Many tried the spell before and disappeared—literally. Whether they turned themselves so invisible not even their familiar could find them, or they vanished into another realm, no one knows.

"If it was that guy you wouldn't be wrapped around him. I guess it's good to see that part of the spell is working as it should." "Brother?" Holly winced. "Are you taking me back to him? Please, please don't do it. I couldn't survive that again. Have mercy on me, please!" Her cry made Quix's eyes open and his dark silver orbs stared at her for a moment as he found sleep. "What's wrong?" he whispered. "I would like to know why one of her protectors let her be caught by one of the Four Horsemen, would you care to explain that to me?" Dagon's voice was a growl.